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Brandy Wise, a strapping man 24 years young, sat high in his saddle
enjoying his ride west from Georgia to Louisiana. With the wind
blowing his long blonde hair, he patted his Appaloosa mare Bing
and he smiled up toward the clear blue sky. Such a beautiful day.
He pulled in the reigns to Bing. Stopping. He pulled off his shirt.
A young Creek maiden, Starlust, hiding in some bushes stared at
Brandys muscular physique. She hoped, she prayed, that no
one else from her tribe would happen upon this young man she named
Blonde Beauty. Blonde Beauty is the name she called
him in her daydream. It is the name she imagined whispering into
his ear as he took her into his arms. It is the name she wished
she might call out if he should ever cause her eyes to roll into
the back of her head in sexual passion.

Standing in line at the Grocery store, Harry Bangs
felt a hand against his backside. Without turning around, he quickly
reached to catch the hand he felt sure was try to lift his wallet.
With his hand gripping a small wrist, he spun around to look into
the most sexy eyes he'd ever seen. He let go of her wrist and she
smiled.

"I, ah," he stuttered not quite sure what
to say.

She said, "There was a spider making a web
down your, well, you know. I was trying to lift the spider
web away from you. Sorry."

___

What words can describe the end of
a relationship?

Like oh my God, she is about to break up with me and she is trying
to be poetic. But do I make fun of her? No. I just sit there trying
to act nonchalant playing with my French fries and sipping on my
water. The thought did occur to me that I might should stand up
and run from the restaurant screaming that I am free, free at last.

You know this is not easy for me. Ive thought long
and hard about it.

Long and hard. God knows she does love my dick but from all the
nagging she did during our entire relationship I would guess that
is all she liked about me.

___

It is a cold wintry day. Sleet, ice has been falling for hours.
The woods seem like a giant ice castle to me. Despite the falling
limbs and trees around me, I marvel at the beauty. Though thirty
something I smile an innocent childs smile in awe of that
around me, even as I face desperation fearing the tragedy this night
might bring. I need to find refuge to escape the wet and the cold.

Story with anatomically
correct graphic renderings. The story is more romantic, with humor
than explicit sexual, but because of graphic renderings and areas
of discussion some people might be offended. If Movie, Probably Rated
R.